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it gets a little blurry |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I step into my place and where I belong My feet leave this firm ground of red dust And into a cloud A change Maybe a new life, Impossible, just a continuation of this one, Differently Creation of whats been given Its all for him For him through me by him for me for him All about Him A dead vehicle only rots in the yard I'm alive without it So I'll live Pencil perfect in a given world Given to you free of charge Freely denied becomes expensive Stealing your breath from beneath a lie Too good for me Too good for you Solemn decisions mortar feces ignorant Don't be stupid Can you feel it separating Your teeth divide your skull Your head has a hemorrhage It could be simple The complex denials would still deny Understanding is easy, but is a choice A simple decision to remain simple Does any of this make sense? Can you comprehend? Find your feet and see where they go You don't have to tumble over into the moist waiting death Just live Freely Happily Spear through skull Corruption is caused by holes in obedience to God. |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
hmmmm. I feel you. I liked this. it hit home. |
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